Sanoja: Forgotten (The). Keep The Corpses Quiet. Condemned.

We were young and fearless, the keepers of our lives
Don't want no one to take away, the brotherhood that we built
So we raised the brand and sunk it to our flesh
It was there to symbolize we weren't to be messed with

Then we took unto the streets
And shouted out our name
And collected every fool that felt
Society's disdain - distain

This was our mistake, our downfall could be clocked
The tight core, our brotherhood were petrified with shock
Something had to be done, we must be split up
Everything we cared about we had just fucked up

So we raised the sword of justice and cut out the malignant growth
Praying that would save our mane our faces and our throats

Traitors - tarnishing our name
Traitors - on you we put the shame

We now reside is silence, the name is never spoke
The core still carries pride, and the shame for what we broke
The brands have all been covered by scars and some tattoos
And even though the crew's no more, our ideals still stand true

So we raised the sword of justice and cut out the malignant growth
Praying that would save our mane our faces and our throats